My love for you is like a weed and other nonsense

My kids are going crazy

But I am feeling lazy

So let them hoot and holler and roar

I not doing any more

I’ve been writing, up all night

I have no energy to fight

So they can run around all wild

And I will sit here in denial.

I wrote this for my kids, they were thrilled. They are totally fascinated with hub pages and love having a poem written for them.

My love for you is like

A weed

You can’t get rid of it!

It’s growing stronger

Every day

No matter what you do

Or say

It will never

Go away

So don’t even try

So rest assured

My love’s secured

It will grow persistently

And bloom eternally

For you

I wrote this for my husband when we were dating, he was not impressed. I couldn’t find the original poem to copy, so this is a rewrite. Hopefully it is better than the first and you enjoy it. I thought the whole concept was terribly hilarious, but then sometimes I have an odd sense of humor.

A follower

Of Jesus

Born to be a

Leader

Someday

But for now

Wife

Mother

Stepping out tentatively

A writer

Onto my path

Of

Destiny

I wrote this in answer to a challenge "my life in exactly 25 words" from PDXKaraokeGuy. The challenge was to describe yourself in only 25 words. At first I thought it would be too hard and I wasn’t going to try it, but then I woke up with this on my mind early in the morning and had to write it down. I was thrilled to count the words and see it only needed a little tweeking to make it 25 words. This was a great challenge!

While I was out walking down memory lane

I was quite happy to see you again

Your skin was as smooth as a baby’s behind

Your hair was so natural, perfect, divine

Your laughter was joyfully frozen in time

Your smile was perfect, your teeth were sublime

Eyes sparkled like diamonds scattered in sunshine

They spoke volumes of mystery richer than red wine

I remembered those days as I looked through the pages

Passing the time walking back through the ages

Vacations and birthdays, babies and pets

Parents and siblings and friends I forget

Trips to the seashore, the mountains, the lake

Road trips and plane trips and trips on a ship

Travel for work, for reunions and pleasure

Holidays spent at home with the neighbor.

My life has been full, exciting and blessed

I can’t wait to see what I do with the rest

There are pages ahead that have yet to be written

New words to be spoken, I’m totally smitten

With ideas and wonders of days yet to come

Anticipating the adventure of who I’ll become

So hold onto your hat, come with me, take a look

There is more to be recorded in my future story book

I got the idea for this poem after looking through some old photo albums. It was so much fun to see what we used to look like and remember the fun things I’ve done, the places I’ve been and the people who have passed through my life. As I thought about how nice it would be to go back to those times, I also thought about the future. There is so much life to be lived, I don’t want to spend so much time caught up in the past, that I miss out on the joy of today and the mysteries of tomorrow.